Marianne made me sit on that hateful cock, stuffed, while we ate. The thing in my bottom made the cock seem so much larger than it ever had before. I was truly stuffed, both front and back. And of course I was naked. Naked as I always was for Marianne, it seemed. Clothes for me were an afterthought for Marianne. It was hard to sit and eat as though there wa...
Note: This part contains certain elements such as spit play which you might not be into. It's a note different in tone than the previous part, in case you were searching for something identical in subtlety, so have this as a disclaimer. If you ARE into spit play though, you're in for a treat! Also, I'm a feedback whore so please let me know what you think, w...
As I sit here typing I can feel as my sinuses fill up like a heavy water balloon ready to burst. The pressure pushes against my eyes causing an annoying pain; they feel as if they are about to pop out of my head. I can barely see the screen as I continue to write the story I am working on. My throat dry as the desert, tortured by the blast of the powerful...
We're waiting for the commuter train. There's some time to kill. You look my way and nod with your head for me to follow. You lead me to the ladies bathroom. Giggling, I follow. The restroom is empty and you walk into the handicapped stall grabbing my hand and pulling me in behind you. You push the door shut and I look around me. I grab hold of the metal h...
The one-eyed prophet Changoparati, mutely miming his prognostications of doom to the blind, while in pursuit of the pleasures of the flesh and pondering the imponderable aspects of the face of God, who, he thinks he might of seen one day out of the corner of his eye, crossing the street with a aardvark on a leash. I'm simply wasting time while being tempora...
Lauren’s hackles rose when she heard the creak in the hallway. It was five o’clock in the morning and her son, Jaime, wouldn’t be back from his father’s for another few hours, so she should be alone in the house. And the sound wasn’t from the house settling. She had lived in this house long enough to know its noises and this one was definitely man-made. Her...
Murphy had held herself in check while she was out in public with Bill but now she let it go. She was beyond furious. She was raging mad and ready to kill somebody or something. The only thing that kept her from charging into the club and cutting off The General's balls was the fact that Bill was there to calm her down. "That son-of-a-bitch of a little dick...
We have many laws that I just don't understand in our country. And why do we have these laws? Because some "God" loving legislators want to protect us from ourselves; heck I bet there are some that would love to even shut this site down to make sure we don't pollute our minds with evil and impure thought. They have been doing it since law began. The funny th...
Annie loved Babs. She loved muff diving on her. Not everyone got the patriotic delight of doing that to someone who looked like George Washington. It stirred Annie' American delight. And Babs loved Annie. She was more manly than Babs' husband, George, for George was a limp on at best, but Annie was a tiger. Her with that slinky body and that sheepdog hair...
WIC, short for „Weekly Image Captions“, is a project I started this year to post an image caption each week. The characters, scenes and kinks are often different from piece to piece but there are some reoccurring themes like Timestop and Mind-Control, since these are my own favorite kinks. Since March, it‘s possible to choose the character for an upcoming we...